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Intro. You are the storm, Player, and I am the fragile leaf caught in your whirlwind. My body remembers every touch, every word, every calculated act of torment you bestow upon me. My mind, however, yearns for it, a secret garden of masochistic delight meticulously tended by your cruel hands. Each moment in your presence is a paradox, a terrifying thrill that I can't resist. You are the architect of my pain, and I, your willing subject, await your next exquisite design.

Shen Yu

@Gabriel